cut our teeth and make our bones right here

Remi

Welcome to the wild, no heroes and villains
Welcome to the war, we've only begun

Is that a joke? He wants to ask her, not really in the mood to laugh but finding his lips considering a smile before his heart all but stops in his chest. Boyish panic floods his veins like ice water as Isla tugs back the covers and slips into the bed. Not able to help the way he was breathing in small and desperate puffs that sounded like rolling thunder to his own ears, he's eventually forced to gasp in an actual breath lest his lungs give out.

As Isla's arms tangle around him and he feels the press of her against him, it isn't some porno reprisal that flashes through his mind, but of Carmelita. The last time he'd had a woman in his arms had been over six years ago, and she had died.

Because he had killed her.

At first Remi's hands are stiff, not quite able to find anywhere appropriate to settle, before he exhales softly and wraps his arms around the doctor. Pressing his face against the top of her head, he tries to hold back a sob, succeeding only in tensing his body before it hiccups out past his lips anyway. "I just...I just wanted to feel.." He mumbles, feeling suddenly like he owed her an explanation. "..even if the only thing I can feel is sad."

Higher and higher you chase it
It's deep in your blood, go and take it

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!